Chapter 84
Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes
Chapter 84 SEBASTIAN Iâve been pacing back and forth inside Atlasâ office. Itâs been five days since the explosion, yet we still donât have any idea about Blairâs whereabouts. Weâve been searching the area for quite some time now, but somehow all we find is the wreckage of the helicopter. There were no signs of Blaire or anyone on it.
âDid you find her?â I immediately asked upon Atlas entering his office.
Based on the look on his face, it seems like thereâs still no good news.
âWe found a body,â Atlas answered.
Body. The word resonates throughout my being. That sounds like he was referring to someone alive.
âStop with the suspense, Atlas. Tell me everything,â I confronted him.
âIt looks like one of Catherineâs men. Iâm sorry, but we still donât have any news about Blaire. Weâre scouting every island in the area, hoping that Blaire has been washed away in that direction. Unfortunately, we have no luck.â
âItâs been five days, Atlas! How incompetent are you?â
âSebastian, I understand where you are coming from. Believe me when I say that weâre doing everything we can. The ocean was unpredictable. Weâre fighting against not just time but nature as well.â
âStop giving me excuses and find Blaire. I donât care if youâre fighting against G od himself. All I want is for you to find Blaire.â I yelled. Frustration was engulfing my whole system. It kills me inside that I canât do anything but wait. âWhereâs your man?â Iâll go with them. If I have to scout the whole ocean floor by myself just to find her, I will.â
âNo, youâre not going anywhere! Stop making st upid decisions, Sebastian. Remember that thereâs still someone whoâs counting on you. Thereâs a possibility that we might not find his mother. Donât let him lose his father too.â
His words have taken me aback. I almost forgot that I still have a son in the hospital who counts on me. He needs me now more than ever. I took a deep breath to calm myself down so I wouldnât act recklessly.
I let out a loud sigh. âWhatâs your next plan?â I asked.
âWe will continue to search the whole area until we find traces of Blaire.â
1/4 A â Mina M M BBBBB Chapter 84 71% 11:39 +5 âItâs a good thing that we havenât found her body, right? That means thereâs a bigger chance that she might still be alive,â I said.
Atlas stayed silent for a minute. I can sense that he didnât want to get my hopes high. After an agonizing silence, he speaks.
âThat or the possibility that we wonât be able to retrieve any traces of her. If she didnât die from drowning, we canât deny the fact that there are a lot of natural predators in the ocean. Who knows if her body has been eaten by wildlife such as sharks?â Atlas suggested.
âNo, I firmly believe sheâs still alive. I can feel it. I wonât stop until I know for sure that sheâs dead. Until then, Iâm going to believe that we will find her sooner rather than later.â
Days turned into weeks, and still, there was no sign of Blaire. The relentless search efforts continued, each passing moment adding to the weight of uncertainty that hung over us like a dark cloud. Despite our best efforts, the vast expanse of the ocean seemed determined to keep Blaire away from me.
As time passed, our initial rush of activity slowed down, and we came to accept the grim reality of our situation. Hope faded away, replaced by a heavy feeling of despair that hung over our Atlasâ
office.
I felt restless, always thinking there must be something more I could do to find Blaire. Night after night, I pored over maps and charts, searching for any clue that could lead us to her. But each lead turned out to be a dead end, leaving me frustrated and helpless.
Despite my efforts to stay strong, the uncertainty started to wear me down. I couldnât sleep, haunted by visions of Blaire lost at sea, her voice echoing in my mind, calling out for help.
But then a glimmer of hope appeared. A fisherman reported that they found a woman a few weeks ago, sparking new interest in the search. Theyâve been living on an isolated island; thatâs why it took some time before they managed to report it.
âLetâs go. Iâd like to see it for myself.â Iâm not wasting any more time inside this office. If it is indeed Blaire, then I want to see her as soon as possible.
As we approached the island, my heart was filled with anticipation, hoping against hope that the woman the fisherman had found would be Blaire. But as we drew closer and I caught sight of the figure on the shore, my hopes were dashed in an instant.
Instead of Blaite, we saw Catherine standing on the shore with obvious burns that marred her skin, evidence of the explosion that had torn through the helicopter.
I stepped onto the shore, my eyes locked with Catherineâs, as a flurry of emotions swirled within me: anger, frustration; and a lingering sense of betrayal.
âWhat are you doing here?â I demanded, my voice tinged with bitterness.
Catherineâs expression remained impassive as she looked at me. âSurviving,â she replied simply.
2/4 A 171% 1:39 Chapter 84 I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling to contain the surge of anger that threatened to overwhelm me. âYou have a lot of nerve showing your face here,â I spat.
Catherineâs lips curled into a mocking smile. âI could say the same to you,â she retorted.
I took a step closer, my frustration boiling over. âYou nearly killed Blaire and my son. You destroyed our lives!â
Catherineâs gaze remained steady, unfazed by my outburst. âAnd yet, here I am, still standing,â she replied co olly.
I shook my head in disbelief, unable to comprehend how someone could be so callous and so devoid of remorse for the pain and suffering they had caused.
+5 âBut not for long. Iâll make sure youâre going to pay for every pain you cause my family. And do pray that we find Blaire alive;
otherwise, youâre going to pay it with your life and those who helped you!â I threatened; my eyes were burning in rage.
Catherineâs smirk only widened at my threat, her confidence unshaken despite my anger. âYou can try,â she taunted, her voice dripping with disdain. âBut Iâve survived worse than you, Sebastian. And as for Blaire, well, letâs just say sheâs not as lucky as I am.â
Her words struck a nerve, sending a chill down my spine. âWhere is she?â I demanded, my voice laced with a mixture of fear and fury.
Catherineâs expression remained inscrutable as she shrugged casually. âOh, I have no idea. But have you considered the fact that she might have become food for the sharks?â She replied cryptically.
I clenched my fists at my sides, struggling to maintain control over my emotions. âDo pray that we find Blaire safe and sound; if not...â
âYouâll what?â Catherine interrupted, her tone mocking. âKill me? Good luck with that, Sebastian. Youâre going to need it.â
I took a step closer to her, my fury bubbling dangerously close to the surface. âYou think youâre untouchable, donât you?â I seethed. âWell, let me tell you something: no one is above the law. And I will make sure you pay for your crimes, one way or another.â
Catherineâs laughter echoed in the air, grating on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard. âIâm counting on it, Sebastian. But I donât think putting me in jail will bring your precious Blaire back. Sheâs gone. The sooner you accept, the better.â
âIâm not taking any advice from you. However, Iâm going to make your life miserable as you did with mine.â
Catherineâs smirk only widened at my threat, a glint of defiance flashing in her eyes. âEmpty threats wonât save your precious Blaire,â she taunted, her tone dripping with venom.
3/4 A Chapter 84 ç 71% 11:39 +5 0 I clenched my fists at my sides, fighting to keep my anger in check. âWeâll see about that,â I growled, turning away from her before I did something I might regret. âCuff her. Make sure sheâs not going anywhere but jail.â
As we made our way back to the boat, my mind raced with thoughts of vengeance and justice.
Back on the boat, the atmosphere was heavy with tension as we sailed away from the island. Atlas approached me, his expression grave. âWeâll find her, Sebastian. We wonât stop until we do,â he reassured me.
I nodded, grateful for his support, but the weight of uncertainty still hung heavy in my heart. Blaireâs fate remained unknown, and until we found her, our ordeal was far from over.
As we sailed back to the mainland, I couldnât shake the feeling that our journey was far from over. The road ahead would be fraught with danger and uncertainty, but I refused to let fear or doubt hold me back.
For Blaire and for our son, I would stop at nothing to bring her home. And as the sun dipped below the h orizon, casting a golden glow over the vast expanse of the ocean, I silently vowed to never give up hope, no matter what challenges lay ahead.